I didn`t find out I was a coward till I ran away.
Didn`t think I was a hypocrite till I tried to pray.
Didn`t realize I was lost till I started lookin`.
I didn`t know how much I love you till I tasted your cookin`.
I didn`t know I was a cheat till I fixed the deck.
Didn`t felt like a petty larcenist till I forged a check.
Didn`t think I could hardly read till I stated bookin`
I didn`t know how much I love you till I tasted your cookin`.
For your garlic flavored steak I`d suffer nightmares.
For your mashed potatoes, I`d even dig the dirt.
For your roast beef, I`d even get a haircut
And to keep the larder full, I`d even work.
Didn`t know I was a good liar till I wrote this song.
But sometimes I like to get stoved more than you.
Despite the fact there`s no cook quite as good lookin`.
Didn`t know how much I loved you till I tasted your cookin`
Didn`t know how much I loved you till I tasted your cookin`.
I didn`t know how much I love you till I tasted your cookin`.